humain hasnay or hasanay ke adat hay nazron say nazrain milanay ke adat hay,par hamare nazar jisay hay ja mile osay nazar jhuka kar sharmanay ke adat hay.
Bhigi huyi aankhon ka ye manzar na milega, ghar chhod ke mat jao kahi, ghar na milega.phir yaad bahut aayegi zulfon ki ghani shaam, jab dhup me saya koi sar par na milega.aansu ko kabhi oos ka qatra na samajhna, aisa tumhe chahat ka samundr na milega.
Main uska hoon vo is ahsaas se inkar karta hai, bhari mahfil me bhi ruswa mujhe har baar karta hai, yakin hai sari duniya ko khafa hai humse vo lekin, mujhe maloom hai phir bhi mujhise pyar karta hai
Fursat k kuch lamhe nikalkar,the kuch sapne sajaye mene,Bedardo ki is duniyase chunkar,the kuch rishte apnaye mene,Magar waqt ko raas na ayi wafa meri aur,Ho gaye Paraye wo mujse,the kabhi jo apne banaye mene.